My trip to America was a bit of a whirlwind. An exhausting, yet energizing whirlwind. After living six days in Vegas, two of those without my suitcase, averaging half my normal sleep and double my usual calories, I flew to LA. I spent the night on Brenda’s couch. Brenda, my soulmate and kindred grandma spirit. […]
Vegas
Sin City
The view from my room I was relieved this morning when I woke up and found my underwear on the balcony. I had hung them up to dry last night and was afraid they’d fall over the railing (note: I realize this is the most granny statement anyone has ever made about their night in […]